Snowbarry

NEW YEARS SPECIAL

Sooooo... I am currently at Disney World and so that's why I didn't post this on New Years Eve. Anyway...Happy New Year and have a wonderful 2020!!! Also, sorry for not posting lately! I haven't done anything since last year!! *dies laughing at own joke*

*Also this is a continuation of the Christmas special*

Caitlin's POV
I had been feeling sick on and off ever since Christmas, and, even though I was a doctor, I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. At first I figured that I was fighting a cold or something, but after the first couple days I wasn't sure that was it. It was the 29th that I decided to try and find out what was going on. I tried to think of any sickness or medical condition that started out like this, but nothing that I could think of matched. Nothing except one thing, at least.

I decided to go to the drugstore down a few blocks from our house while Barry was away helping Oliver. I quickly got in and out, while thinking the whole time "This isn't right. I'm being silly." I got home and walked up to the bathroom that was attached to our room and took two pregnancy tests.

*10 minutes later*

I had busied myself by watching TV and making lunch for when the kids got home from their play date with Cisco's twins. Eventually I let myself look at the clock and I gulped as I saw that it had already been almost ten minutes.

I wiped my palms on my pants and I slowly made my way back up the stairs. Eventually I raised a shaky hand up to open the bathroom door the rest of the way. I paused in the doorway as I tried to convince myself that I wasn't pregnant because I hadn't gotten sick right away with Sam or Sophie.

I sat down on the lid of the toilet and took a shaky breath. Slowly, I gripped the test in my hand.

I gasped and started to cry.

I was pregnant with another baby? How long had it been since I had gotten pregnant?

I sat on the lid for a while until I was finally able to wipe the grin off of my face to the point where I didn't look suspicious. I made my way back into the bedroom and tried to think of a way to tell Barry.

Then I got the perfect idea.

*New Year's Eve, 11:56 pm*

Barry's POV
I came out of the kitchen as Caitlin walked down the stairs from checking on the kids. She looked paler than usual, and it worried me because she has been really sick on and off for the past few days.

"Hey. Are you feeling okay?" I asked as I sat on the couch with her.

She jolted as she heard my question. "No, I'm okay." She shook her head.

I didn't believe her, but I didn't push it because she looked shaky. "So what do you want to do?"

She glanced at the clock and saw that it read 11:56. Cait took a deep breath in before she responded, "Um, actually... I have something that I need to tell you?"

The way she asked it more like a question had me on edge. I nodded anyway, sure that whatever she had to tell me was the reason why she looked so nervous.

"So, you know how we both agreed that we had enough kids and that you didn't want any more than Sam and Sophie?" She blurted.

I didn't respond.

I simply sat there, staring at her face with my eyes wide and my mouth open.

She started to tear up and asked, "Barry? What's wrong?"

I still didn't speak.

"Barry? Please say something!" She asked as she pulled away from me.

I still didn't say anything.

Then a huge grin broke across my face and I started to cry, too.

I leaned in close and kissed her. As our lips met, she let out a small squeak and a sigh.

This would be one of our favorite moments together.

I hoped that you all liked this and I hope you all have a happy 2020! (Wow it still sounds super futuristic doesn't it.)
Anyway, I'm tired so I'm going to try to post this.

Love you all,
-Frost💙